YIB - I Just Want The Money lyrics

[Pre-Hook] Can't nothing beat the failure but a try Well I'm trying to get me some money b**h want to f**ing lay up all night Well I'm trying to get me some money I can't wait to stay down 'til I get right Well I'm trying to get me some money Sending packs state to state whatever flavor you like Long as you sending your money [Hook] I just want the money baby, I just want the money I just want the money baby, I just want the money I just want the money baby, I just want the money I just want the money baby, I just want the money [Verse 1] Run it up then I f** on every b**h that I like All she wanted was two hunna Bricks in the fender, bags in the trunk of the Honda That b**h ain't goin' chasing that money No I'm not new to this money I'm so consistent with thumbing Trap that b**h spot before she get a single buck That O.J. Mayo like I play for the Bucks Slam dunking from the A to the Gump Good clean came in, went and criss crossed them Hit with the beater watch it come back You ain't seen a n***a face in the trap in a while Must've thought I f**ed up ain't coming back I send my shooters come in back-to-back That's just because of my social status b**h mad that a n***a hit the trap all night Ain't got the time to get the groceries baby They pull up to the trap like vultures Longway consistent in motion Watching the pack just scatter like roaches The spot on Beta(?), beat it down, got ghost I just want the money baby, I just want the money I just want the money baby, I just want the money [Pre-Hook] + [Hook] [Verse 2: PeeWee Longway] I'm trying to see the pyrex hit the pot Hitting the baby to 125 I hit the block like Omar on the wire A pump in my trench coat for the disguise I go for the gusto chasing the blue benjamins I might go longways road running with pies Pull up like 2 man in the trunk for the buck I'm just gone f** that b**h ain't gone lay up I just want the money baby And no b**h we not going back and forth Turn the whole spot to the trap house resort Put 2-3 ounces in them baby pull ups When I answer my phone I'm like pull up I got pounds of OG I can't wait to zip up Learned from the OG's go go get at them bucks Momma said don't you never give up I hit the street got the sleek and no f**s I just want to see my shoe boxes fill up (cash) I just want the money baby No codefendant don't f** with n***as that ain't handling business Convo bout money when we eat at Benni's Don't got no time to go back and forth with b**hes I overnight it everytime I send it Get the pack and trap it out the trenches [Interlude: Dj Drama] You know what I mean When I picked the name DJ Drama Its like a gift and a curse Even when I don't be looking for it or asking for it The drama always comes in [?] I done had the fame I done had the ups I done had the downs Success is good, but after ten years strong n***a just cut me the check I got my feet kicked up, I just want the money [Pre-Hook] +[Hook]